"Then what about your mouth?"
"You were-"
"The first? You mean I get to bust three cherries at once? if I'd have known that, I would have gotten you with real cocjcmeat first, instead of letting Chiquita warm you up. I sure as hades wouldn't bothered to shoot off in her mouth. She's had plenty already."
"Brew some more up."
"Hell, lady. I can do that. But if I have any regrets in this world, that's one of them."
"That's life."
"Yeah. And you're fucked."
"That's my rump."
"I know it."
"Not the cunt first?"
"That's old. That's old before it's started. Maybe a little later when I'm jaded."
He pinched at the head of his cock. Rimmed around her anulus.
Gave his balls a jab with his fingers.
Shot his hips forward.
Going!
"Awk!"
"First time's best with nothing but natural lubrication. Just have to press harder."
"Oh no."
"You mean oh yes."
The head of the penis rounded its way into the crinkle of Jacquette's asshole.
Chiquita spread her own snatch with her fingers. Loaded the labia onto Chiquita's nose.
Jacquette snorted up washes of cuntoils.
The yeasty flavor barked through her sinuses. Cleared out her head.
Jacquette's mind drifted.
She wondered how Noreen was making out. If she had reached New York yet. If she had even made a standby flight.
Jacquette's body jumped.
She couldn't wait to be fucked.
And then, she also knew, she couldn't wait to tell Noreen all about it.
"It's a ringer!" Jacoby said.
The tip of his prick had inched up Jacquette's bum. The anus sucked on the hog as it tried to root in deeper.
"Ughk ughk."
"That means you want more."
Jacoby bore down hard.
Jacquette's assmeat parted.
The asshole spasmed.
Rumpmeat gasped.
The dong sunk in with a sigh.
"Oh, Jeer," Jacquette choked. "I don't believe it. Fuck. Fuck me."
Jacoby ran his dick right on up her ass. Ran it right on out again.
"Don't stop!"
He dipped his dong in her cunny and sopped up some of Jacquette's come.
Then reinserted his stinger into her behind. Jacquette's hips began to grind.
She slid up into his lap.
Chiquita fell from Jacquette's face in a whirlwind of orgasm.
Jacoby pulled Jacquette to him by her tits. Rump quivering, impaled on cock.
Jacquette sucked upon his face. Felt the burning in her cunt.
The prickmeat moving with haste.
And Jacquette's head whirling. Her thoughts as she wallowed in it.
Took dick up her ass.
Reflected on the twat in her face. taste of cunt, asshole, sweat and sperm.
Her meat busted up with leather dong. Buffeted with billowing fake balls.
Minced by mechanical cockmeat. Cockworks constructed like clockwork.
Fucking with men.
Sucking with women.
Fucksuckrut with machines.
Her mission was aimless, shameless. Fuck-fuckfuck and suck.
And fuck some more.
Air yourself out.
Rubdown when you're sore.
Then fuck and suck some more.
After all, Jacquette had never done it before.
Chiquita lay in a heap, goggling at the rutting pair of bodies. She shifted her position.
Reached over and picked up the artificial cockand-balls rig.
Jammed it first into her quim.
Nectared it all up.
Ran it right up her ass.
Pumped it like a piston.
"Kiss me now," Jacoby jawed. "I want to taste that drool from your lips."
Their mouths bubbled to a pudding. Jacoby stabbed her repeatedly in the rump.
His hump got longer.
Stronger.
Sending stiffness within her.
"I came!" Jacquette seared. "Omigawd, I'm coming again."
Jacoby drew a thin smile across his face. Hastened his hog wallowing.
Cupped her body in his embrace.
"My brain," Noreen sighed.
"Going up in flames, hon. Maybe you are just about going insane."
He lanced her again.
Felt the goodness of her ass warm through the shuddering hardness of his haunch.
Then he jacknifed himself at the knees. her naked body lofted up.
"No. More."
The dong squirted from Jacquette's fanny. The asshole smacked closed.
Burped out.
"More fuck!. I want more."
Jacoby's prick stammered out a long line of goo. Jissom coursed through the air in slow motion. Coiled into liquid screws.
Splat!
Come hit her right between the tits.
"Yoeghk."
The hot gum of come candied her sugary cupcakes of white breastflesh.
Creamed across her nipples.
"Mmm."
Smacked her in the face.
"Shleeeepgh."
She sucked it from her lips.
The final squinks of jizz fizzed through the air. Flopped onto her hair.
Got caught in her eyebrows.
Jacquette brought her hands to her face. She smeared the grime through her hair.
Plastered her cheeks with the chunks of his jissom thereupon strewn.
"What next?" she murmured.
"Your guess," Jacoby said.
He slammed his dick into place on her face.
Chapter 6
Primed pecker poked at Noreen through the thin fabric of her blanket. She was huddled up, drearily asleep.
Her back against the airplane window. Legs folded up over the seat's armrest.
Noreen felt the dried tears crackle on her cheeks and eyelids as she rubbed with her fists. Her mouth broke into a yawn.
A pair of lips capped on over the bottom half of her head.
Tongue lolled forth.
Dangled down her throat.
Hard male body moved up and down her gams.
Stand of cock rolling like a log.
As the dude jacked on her leg like a dog.
"Slash," she muttered.
Her cuntlips stuttered.
She reached with her hand through the blanket. Found his cock and yanked it.
"Mmm."
Then she jabbed the prick with her fingers. Hard.
"Ugh."
Hammered the ballocks with her fist. "Shit."
"Listen, Slash. You've really made hash of my head tonight."
"How can you be so uptight?"
"You!"
"What did I do?"
"First of all, you came-on to me."
"I fell for it."
"That's not me, Noreen. You did that to yourself. I made it clear-"
"You were insincere."
"I never said anything at all about this being any more than a physical attraction. I mean, I really don't know you."
"But that's good enough for you to want to fuck. Just not good enough to talk to."
"Want another drink? There's still some more vodka and tequila left."
"Sure."
He snapped open a couple more small bottles of clear alcohol. The movie credits were rolling on the screen in the front of the airplane cabin. Several flight attendants were making their rounds, offering small pillows, thin blankets, cups of coffee, cocoa, and tea to the passengers.
Slash gazed into Noreen's sleepy face. Judging just how far gone she was.
"Here, Noreen."
"Thanks."
She slurped her drink.
"Want a few tranques?"
"Huh?"
"Tranquilizers. I have some Tranxene my physician prescribed to help you chillout."
"No, thanks. Especially not with all this booze. Maybe a cigarette."
"You're right," Slash said.
"And another thing," Noreen said with a rustle of snot in her nostrils, "not to change the subject. But you weren't even straightforward with me about those other bitches."
"Whatever they might have done-I admit they tried to attack me-was purely by happenstance. I didn't go into it knowing or even anticipating they would be going after me."
"You paid me no respect at all."
Her nostrils flared.
Her voice seared.
Her teeth bared.
"You went off and fucksucked some slut stewardess supposedly in order to get some drinks."
Noreen belted down the remnants of her vodka. Coughed as she dragged on-the lit butt.
"Then when that cunt-our supposedly lesbian former head coach-Maggie came up and pretty much shoved her tits into your face-"